You run through the forest, out of breath, your legs growing weak. At this point, you don’t know if you’re still being chased but you just can’t make yourself look back. Your skin burns as you come to a slow- your body unable to go on. Before you know it, you feel a falling sensation and see black.

You wake up, finding yourself in a tent, the sound of a fire burning. Your body aches as you sit up, slowly crawling out. You see a young man sitting by the fire, sharpening a tool with a knife.